Why Can’t She Just Forgive? Letter to Mom…

I have played this conversation with you Mom for years. For approximately 15 years. Since you told me I should have stayed with him. No matter what. Tonight I need purge in words why I have not been able to talk to you, nor speak my speech which will follow.

Mom, I can’t talk to you. I try, but you get so emotional, which when I was a child you told me was wrong, and you get angry, which you told me as I child I should never do. You tell me that your family was perfect and loving except for your dad and you hated that he drank, and so on and so on. There is no talking to you, or sharing my inner thoughts because you just accuse me of being overly emotional and such, everything you are.

So for many years, I have kept things inside, which ultimately part of that was my bulimia. I ate what I wish I could share with you or anyone else, but felt it was never appropriate and I should be the better person and let it go. I did. Many times. I ate those emotions then purged them. For 30 years I did that. I won’t any more.

And here I am writing in cyberspace what I want to tell you, but can’t because I know if I do it will end up like it always has. An emotion war. And I love you too much to cause that, but I am waving a white flag by writing here tonight my speech to you. What I say here, I have seen, by going back, to be something I have wanted to say, but today I am healthier in my spirit and my mind, but I still will NOT, until, maybe the time will be right, to say what is pursuant to this introduction, in person.

Dear Mom,

I am 55. The other day I heard your cry for my forgiving my eldest sister for her involvement with my ex-husband, which was the reason for leaving him. I can’t tell you how I feel, because I don’t think you will ever understand. You never asked me about my pain. You just wanted me to forgive. I know you were angry that I left my ex because of her, seeing how you endured maybe worse, but I did you a favour. Just imagine Christmas time with my ex and me there and her and you and dad. Your daughter. The same one that betrayed you with dad.

I often would like to ask you if your sister betrayed you with your father, and then had relations with Dad if you would have stayed? You almost left him for his drinking, yet you would stay with him knowing he betrayed you with having intimate relationships with your sister? And you would forgive her? and you forgive her for betraying you with your father?

You keep so close to her, and take her side. I don’t get it. You never once asked me how I FELT!!! You just knew I was a better person and expected me to be the one to forgive, let it all pass behind me, even when her apology was empty with any sort of emotion, and it was all about her having to apologize (this after 7 years of not doing so) because we were going on a trip as a family. I only accepted for your benefit. But everything changed at that point. She tried to befriend me, and yet, she had no remorse.

I got a call two years after the trip. I still wasn’t feeling right, but this made it apparent as to why I wasn’t. One of my children called in pain, and hurt, and wanted to know the truth about the father and the aunt. I said “I can’t tell you the truth. It has never really been admitted but by one party who just said it was selfishness”. I said to ask the father. My child did and the father admitted that it was an affair and my child texted back to advise me of his admission. That child endured severe struggles in life which the father did not share with me. He never did. It as part of his controlling our children and keeping them away from me.

I am at peace with his trying to keep my children away. I am truly so.. Sad, but knew it was out of my control. But I am not okay anymore with my knowledge that this sister caused deeper pain than to just me.

And hence, as Jesus didn’t hang around the Pharasees albeit He forgave them, I am NOT Jesus, but as much as I can forgive and let go, I also want to let go and choose not to be around a negative force. Some people say this sounds “religious”. I say it makes sense what Jesus did. THAT sister was religious. I am not. I just believe Jesus said it as it was. Adn that I choose not to be around those who hurt me and scorned me is my right. I understand loving those who love me and being around those who love me, and forgiving those who hurt me, but not wanting them around me. It’s that simple.

It was shared with me tonight that that sister, whom I just see as person I need to forgive and remove from my life, asked someone to tell me to grow up and let it all go. I was amazed by this. I’m not sure how I really feel. I just said in my mind that it “balls” to tell someone to let go when they themselves were the one that created the situation of unrest, and have no true conscience or empathy of what they did! It was monumental in lack of empathy!!! Which only served to make me not want to be there on Christmas Eve night time. I want to be with my parents when I am happy and feel love and beautiful feelings, not when I feel negativity.

Mom, I understand you. My children have different agreements and values and such. I respect them for that, and feel the pain when they are not in union with each other. This, however, is NOT a normal occurrence and NOT one that you can expect those affected by to just smile and show up and be hey! I love you for messing with my husband and I totally forgive you for messing up my life!! (so to speak.. mom , life is okay… but you get this.) I want to enjoy my time with you, mom, and too dad. And the way I can is to keep peace with me and be with those whom I truly love me and have not betrayed me…. in a big way.

I love you mom. Wish you understood me better. But more so, wish I could talk to you and share my thoughts without you getting all upset. You always said SHE was dad’s and so too the youngest and J and I were yours. But you never listened to me without getting upset. It’s why I will not share with you this.

I love you though Mom!!!

Psychotic Love

https://bullimiaddict.wordpress.com/2017/12/20/why-cant-she-just-forgive-letter-to-mom/

Why Can’t She Just Forgive? Letter to Mom

I have played this conversation with you Mom for years.  For approximately 15 years.  Since you told me I should have stayed with him.  No matter what.  Tonight I need purge in words why I have not been able to talk to you, nor speak my speech which will follow.

Mom, I can’t talk to you.  I try, but you get so emotional, which when I was a child you told me was wrong, and you get angry, which you told me as I child I should never do.  You tell me that your family was perfect and loving except for your dad and you hated that he drank, and so on and so on.  There is no talking to you, or sharing my inner thoughts because you just accuse me of being overly emotional and such, everything you are.

So for many years, I have kept things inside, which ultimately part of that was my bulimia.  I ate what I wish I could share with you or anyone else, but felt it was never appropriate and I should be the better person and let it go.  I did.  Many times.  I ate those emotions then purged them.  For 30 years I did that.  I  won’t any more.

And here I am writing in cyberspace what I want to tell you, but can’t because I know if I do it will end up like it always has.  An emotion war.  And I love you too much to cause that, but I am waving a white flag by writing here tonight my speech to you.  What I say here, I have seen, by going back, to be something I have wanted to say, but today I am healthier in my spirit and my mind, but I still will NOT, until, maybe the time will be right, to say what is pursuant to this introduction, in person.

 

Dear Mom,

I am 55.  The other day I heard your cry for my forgiving my eldest sister for her involvement with my ex-husband, which was the reason for leaving him.  I can’t tell you how I feel, because I don’t think you will ever understand.  You never asked me about my pain.  You just wanted me to forgive.  I know you were angry that I left my ex because of her, seeing how you endured maybe worse, but I did you a favour.  Just imagine Christmas time with my ex and me there and her and you and dad.  Your daughter.  The same one that betrayed you with dad.

I often would like to ask you if your sister betrayed you with your father, and then had relations with Dad if you would have stayed?  You almost left him for his drinking, yet you would stay with him knowing he betrayed you with having intimate relationships with your sister?  And you would forgive her?  and you forgive her for betraying you with your father?

You keep so close to her, and take her side.  I don’t get it.  You never once asked me how I FELT!!!   You just knew I was a better person and expected me to be the one to forgive, let it all pass behind me, even when her apology was empty with any sort of emotion, and it was all about her having to apologize (this after 7 years of not doing so) because we were going on a trip as a family.  I only accepted for your benefit.  But everything changed at that point.  She tried to befriend me, and yet, she had no remorse.

I got a call two years after the trip.  I still wasn’t feeling right, but this made it apparent as to why I wasn’t.  One of my children called in pain, and hurt, and wanted to know the truth about the father and the aunt.  I said “I can’t tell you the truth.  It has never really been admitted but by one party who just said it was selfishness”.  I said to ask the father.  My child did and the father admitted that it was an affair and my child texted back to advise me of his admission.  That child endured severe struggles in life which the father did not share with me.  He never did.  It as part of his controlling our children and keeping them away from me.

I am at peace with  his trying to keep my children away.  I am truly so.. Sad, but knew it was out of my control.  But I am not okay anymore with my knowledge that this sister caused deeper pain than to just me.

And hence, as Jesus didn’t hang around the Pharasees albeit He forgave them, I am NOT Jesus, but as much as I can forgive and let go, I also want to let go and choose not to be around a negative force.   Some people say this sounds “religious”.  I say it makes sense what Jesus did.  THAT sister was religious.  I am not.  I just believe Jesus said it as it was. Adn that I choose not to be around those who hurt me and scorned me is my right.  I understand loving those who love me and being around those who love me, and forgiving those who hurt me, but not wanting them around me.  It’s that simple.

It was shared with me tonight that that sister, whom I just see as person I need to forgive and remove from my life, asked someone to tell me to grow up and let it all go.  I was amazed by this.  I’m not sure how I really feel.  I just said in my mind that it “balls” to tell someone to let go when they themselves were the one that created the situation of unrest, and have no true conscience or empathy of what they did!  It was monumental in lack of empathy!!! Which only served to make me not want to be there on Christmas Eve night time.  I want to be with my parents when I am happy and feel love and beautiful feelings, not when I feel negativity.

Mom, I understand you.  My children have different agreements and values and such.  I respect them for that, and feel the pain when they are not in union with each other.  This, however, is NOT a normal occurrence and NOT one that you can expect those affected by to just smile and show up and be hey! I love you for messing with my husband and I totally forgive you for messing up my life!! (so to speak.. mom , life is okay… but you get this.)  I want to enjoy my time with you, mom, and too dad.  And the way I can is to keep peace with me and be with those whom I truly love me and have not betrayed me…. in a big way.

I love you mom.  Wish you understood me better.  But more so, wish I could talk to you and share my thoughts without you getting all upset.  You always said SHE was dad’s and so too the youngest and J and I were yours.  But you never listened to me without getting upset.  It’s why I will not share with you this.

I love you though Mom!!!

The Night My Daughter Left

The Night My Daughter Left

There are times when the feeling of purging comes back to me. But I have to clearify this feeling. It’s not about eating and purging anymore. It’s about feeling the emotion and finding a way to purge them outside of food. I like that I am not bulimic anymore. I hope those who are who are reading this can learn that it is something you can completely overcome.

The feeling of purging emotions is pretty intense, and one that I DID use my bulimia to do. Today I have learned different ways to do so. I will admit I can get into a “funk” and feel as though the world around me is just so exhausting. I feel very tired and emotionally spent.

Lately it has to do with the Troll downstairs. I was so excited when my daughter decided to come back to live with me. But I have a “neighbour” that is intolerant. He is a bully, harasses us all the time, calls us names, etc. We, collectively, as tenants of this beautiful home, have just tolerated it hoping he was going to move out at the end of his lease, which would have been around the time my daughter moved in with me.

Sadly, the Troll decided to stay to make our lives continually a stress. Police will not help. He threatens the Landlady too and she is as bothered by him and frightened for her safety as we are.

After a month of my daugher living with me, she couldn’t tolerate his smoking in the house unit below. It’s in the lease that he cannot smoke inside. But he kept doing it. My daughter retaliated with noise. He then shut off my fridge for five hours, because he has access to the breakers. Understand that my Landlady wants to put a lock on the breakers, but he refuses her access to do so. All this and more has caused grief and I placed my daughter with my sister so she wouldn’t have to deal with this.

Her leaving made me cry many nights and I couldn’t even sleep in my bed which I had her stay in during her stay. Negative energy.

Tonight I gained it back. I decided that I will not take anymore. I have a plan.

Okay, I had the plan since my daughter left, but was consumed by the Troll and HIS negativity. I let him go. And the plans I was putting together for two weeks which consumed me… I put into action and tonight I am sleeping in my bed again. The one I saw my daughter cry in… the last emotion that was in that bed that disallowed me to sleep in it for two weeks. Tonight that ended. And hence I have regained my energy to write, draw, and complete my course on coaching.

Not once did I think of eating and purging, but many times I understood the “ritual” of doing so. I did so in meditation, and breathing. I was accutely aware though of how I could have dealt with all the previous negativities in my life. I don’t regret, but I am so happy that I know how to deal with this stress. I let myself be in a funk, reached out my family and friends (which I never did before), and although it took time, I think two weeks is not too bad!!

I’m back. I miss my daughter, I am so sad she had to leave because of the Troll, but in the end, I think this made me stronger! And I am forever grateful I had her with me for a month.

Well, Troll is smoking again, so I have to close the vents and spray my girly smell down his way.

Hugs to all, and to all a goodnight… my next blog… how Christmas thoughts gave me nausea tonight…. weirdest thing!

Excerpt from bulimiaddict.com which I will keep posting here. 🙂

The Night My Daughter Left

There are times when the feeling of purging comes back to me.  But I have to clearify this feeling.  It’s not about eating and purging anymore.  It’s about feeling the emotion and finding a way to purge them outside of food.  I like that I am not bulimic anymore.  I hope those who are who are reading this can learn that it is something you can completely overcome.

The feeling of purging emotions is pretty intense, and one that I DID use my bulimia to do.  Today I have learned different ways to do so.  I will admit I can get into a “funk” and feel as though the world around me is just so exhausting.  I feel very tired and emotionally spent.

Lately it has to do with the Troll downstairs.  I was so excited when my daughter decided to come back to live with me.  But I have a “neighbour” that is intolerant.  He is a bully, harasses us all the time, calls us names, etc.  We, collectively, as tenants of this beautiful home, have just tolerated it hoping he was going to move out at the end of his lease, which would have been around the time my daughter moved in with me.

Sadly, the Troll decided to stay to make our lives continually a stress.  Police will not help.  He threatens the Landlady too and she is as bothered by him and frightened for her safety as we are.

After a month of my daugher living with me, she couldn’t tolerate his smoking in the house unit below.  It’s in the lease that he cannot smoke inside.  But he kept doing it.  My daughter retaliated with noise.  He then shut off my fridge for five hours, because he has access to the breakers.  Understand that my Landlady wants to put a lock on the breakers, but he refuses her access to do so.  All this and more has caused grief and I placed my daughter with my sister so she wouldn’t have to deal with this.

Her leaving made me cry many nights and I couldn’t even sleep in my bed which I had her stay in during her stay.  Negative energy.

Tonight I gained it back.  I decided that I will not take anymore.  I have a plan.

Okay, I had the plan since my daughter left, but was consumed by the Troll and HIS negativity.  I let him go.  And the plans I was putting together for two weeks which consumed me… I put into action and tonight I am sleeping in my bed again.  The one I saw my daughter cry in… the last emotion that was in that bed that disallowed me to sleep in it for two weeks.  Tonight that ended.  And hence I have regained my energy to write, draw, and complete my course on coaching.

Not once did I think of eating and purging, but many times I understood the “ritual” of doing so.  I did so in meditation, and breathing.  I was accutely aware though of how I could have dealt with all the previous negativities in my life.  I don’t regret, but I am so happy that I know how to deal with this stress.  I let myself be in a funk, reached out my family and friends (which I never did before), and although it took time, I think two weeks is not too bad!!

I’m back.  I miss my daughter, I am so sad she had to leave because of the Troll, but in the end, I think this made me stronger! And I am forever grateful I had her with me for a month.

Well, Troll is smoking again, so I have to close the vents and spray my girly smell down his way.

Hugs to all, and to all a goodnight… my next blog… how Christmas thoughts gave me nausea tonight…. weirdest thing!

 

 

SHE IS NOT THERE ANYMORE

O yes she is.  On so many levels.  You hVe perfect not sure.  But….

Anchoring

This is the answer to a lot of great ways to change your state!!  On my new blog site!

https://bullimiaddict.com/2017/12/anchoring/

New site for Bullimiaddict

I have created a new site with all the content of this site at http://www.bullimiaddict.com.  I hope you take the time to view it and please make comments.  I will continue to link my posts to this page, but would love for you to follow me on the new one as I move forward with a stronger site with more options for me to present my views.  Thank you to all my followers here, and I promise I will keep this one going, but would love you to join me in my new venture!!

www.bullimiaddict.com – still a wordpress site. 🙂

Anchoring

Recently, as I mentioned in my last post, I have been trained to be a P.R.I.S.M Life Design Coach and also completed my first level NLP Practioner Certification course.  One of the interesting parts of this course was that of anchoring.  This is where you bring yourself to a great feeling, and at the climax of the feeling, you associate it with a gesture, or a movement.  Mine is, like my professor taught me, is to press my thumb on my knuckle.

I am blessed to also be working as a partner with a lady who also knows about anchoring and has helped me find those “happy thoughts” which I associate now with pressing on my knuckle.  These can also be stacked.

This is a great way for people with eating disorders to move their thoughts away from food, or from bulimia, by changing your state.

My coaching sessions, by the way, can be provided virtually.  You can visit www.handwritingspeaksvolumes.com for more information. 🙂

 

New Beginnings and New Look To Site!

I’ve finally managed to transfer my site over to a new service provider.  I had no problem with the last one, but this one has allowed me 5 websites with more power for the fraction of what I was paying for them individually.  It’s always fun to save money, even if you have to put the large payment upfront… but now I’m three years of not having to pay and have fun with new features!

I have been so happy.  Never happier!  I’ve finalized my PRISM Life Design Coaching Program and am focusing on people with eating disorders, along with start up businesses, which I have coached for years.  This program has opened my eyes to so many aspects of coaching and however intense it was, I also made some great friends through the other colleagues who graduated.

I’m also working on getting my Veterinarian Technician Certification.  That is a two year program.  At the end of that I would like to coach pet owners.  My passion has always been animals.  I likely can do this now, but I am learning more in depth information about animal behaviour which will definitely benefit me when working with my clients.

This all works well with my Certification as a Handwriting Analyst and Grapho-Therapist.  If anyone is interested, please contact me.  You can visit my site too at http://www.handwritingspeaksvolumes.com.

Here’s to new beginnings!!